Basher's baby brother.Severin Moran, retired soldier. Under Jim Moriarty's command.Got a job? He's for hire.-Independent roleplay for the character Severin Moran. Centered in the Sherlock fandom, but I'll roleplay with anyone.Tag: severinmoran-
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He wasn't always this quiet. Things change and people disappear, as if they never existed in the...
Go follow my new OC? I need a break from Sev and Riley for a while, perhaps it'll help if I get some new kinds of threads going? <3
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// okay there is some post saying "I wish I could be a better me, for you" and I don't even know. I didn't even post it??? and it won't let me delete it, not even in mass post editor. Wtf tumblr fix your shit.
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[text] You don't have to get dressed. - SM
[text] Hold on. Gotta get dressed. -MH
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[text] You're wasting time. It's three in the morning, get over here. - SM
[text] You’ve read my mind, Sevvy. -MH
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He smirked and tilted his head to the side, a few black strands of hair brushing across his forehead. "I can be the dessert, the dinner...the entree." Sev leaned in and kissed him again, lingering for a moment before pulling away with a wink. "I believe it's ready," he murmured before rolling up the cuffs on his suit and going into the kitchen.
Dinner
Brushing off the kitten comment, Mycroft headed inside, putting the bottle of wine (red) on the table. He let his arms fall on Severin’s shoulders, kissing back happily. “Smells good. Who knew you could cook?” he smirked, tongue poking out. “And you, Sev, look absolutely delicious. Are you possibly my dessert?” He nipped at Sev’s neck lightly, inching himself closer to him.
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[text] I do try, darling. - SM
[text] You’ve read my mind, Sevvy. -MH
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// Replies are coming when Severin stops being a giant dick and decides to work with me.
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Severin nodded slightly at the orders, pinching his thumb and pointer fingers together to let Sebastian know he understood. He gazed down the long and narrow scope, watching people at the training camp a few yards away. He breathed slowly, keeping his focus on the task at hand. Men began to sneak toward the area they were directed. One man snapped a guy's neck, then shots began to fly. Severin glanced at Sebastian, eyes wide. He bit the corner of his lip and focused in on his scope again, before he began to take people out.
There were two towers, both had men with a sniper. Severin would take one and hopefully Sebastian would take the other. Sev made a circle with his hand and cupped it around his eye, signaling Sebastian with his finger so that he'd see the other tower. He then took aim on his own target and shot him down. His next shot was the head of a man who was planting explosives, planning on taking everyone within a mile radius out.
A shiver went down his spine and he rolled his shoulders, feeling a little cocky. There was nothing he loved more than the thrill of shooting down an enemy, especially with Seb by his side. A few men on their unit went down and there was a lot of yelling coming in through the speakers. "Man down!" one screamed, making Severin glance at Sebastian again. He turned his attention toward his men and saw a truck driving there way, a few men from the other side driving. He aimed for the driver, shooting him straight through the temple. The truck swerved before crashing into the side of one of their buildings, and flipping a few times.
Afghanistan - gamblingtigersniper & severin-moran
Sebastian was, as always, wholly focused on the mission at hand. The fact that his brother was in his platoon was irrelevant. He was just another soldier when they were on the field. Just another life in Sebastian’s hands. And that was precisely how Sebastian strove to treat him, even if he was a damn good sniper, and the only other one aside from himself in the group of twenty men.
As soon as they arrived at their location, Sebastian brought a finger to his lips. Silence would be key. If they were caught, so were the men on the ground, and then they could kiss their arses goodbye. He placed the flat of his palm out and motioned down, signaling for Severin to duck his head for a moment. Sebastian did the same and waited before dipping up. He patted the ground twice beside his brother. Clear to finish setting up.
He tapped his own right shoulder once, then holds up his pointer and middle finger. Cell leader at two o’clock. That’s where his men are headed, and that’s where their shots need to be concentrated once the bullets start to fly.
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// Does anyone want to Skype rp? I've got a bottle of whiskey and I'm lonely. asdfghjkl;'
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Dinner
"Glad you could make it, kitten." He smirked slightly and adjusted his tie, his head tilting as the other joined him inside of his flat. Dinner was cooking and nearly done, he hoped that Mycroft enjoyed steak with Radiatorre and sautéed vegetables. He hummed softly and nibbled on his lip, trying his best to be polite to the other. It was often that Severin got dressed up for other people, this was a rare occasion. He drew the other closely, tugging him into a gentle kiss. They'd obviously been together before, cuddling on the couch while throwing remarks at one another. They'd never had dinner...or slept together for that matter. Severin wasn't a completely addict for sex like Sebastian was though, so he didn't pounce every time he got the chance.
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